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@zombie-deadname
Any #trans or #nonbinary #writers out there dealing with #deadname issues? I built a career & audience and then burned it all to the ground just so I could be myself. I would love to meet you if you’ve gone through similar growing pains.
I feel better about myself and my gender in the year+ since I’ve spoken to certain homophobic ppl in my life. In no small part it’s because I’ve had the space to finally feel like myself and discover inner parts of me in a safe, gentle way.
I reserve the right to not respond when they send me messages.
I also reserve the right to weep softly when I get those messages. Surprisingly (at least to me) it’s not because I miss them. It’s because they never saw who I really am and I know they never will. It’s because I spent all those years feeling so very alone and so very off-center and unaware of what selfhood and joy feel like. I can’t get those years back. I can’t get this afternoon back because I crawled back into bed after reading their message. But I can move forward and save my energy for people who see me. Even if I have yet to meet them.
If you have to ask the question, the answer is BOT. Yes, that’s a bot. They’re all bots. Everything is BOT.
made the mistake of looking for work from home jobs online and now all I'm getting is scam emails with fake job offers :) world is hell
You haven’t truly been scammed until KeanuReeves19538901 wants to know your location & you’re so desperate for connection you’re tempted to say ‘sup Keanu.
Anthropomorphic pickle.
How did Andy Dufresne put the poster back?
If social media apps were stores:
Facebook: A rest stop McDonald’s. Everyone dumps their shit there and only find out later that nothing they consumed was digestible or good for them.
Instagram: Every Target ever.
You either never go there or never go anywhere else. Sometimes it can make you feel like the coolest, best-looking trendsetter. Other times you feel cheap and small and can’t get the smell of movie popcorn and baby diarrhea out of your nose.
Tik Tok: something that makes sense to young people and those who don’t like communicating their messages verbally. So, the Apple store.
Twitter: if Kohl’s were run by a dude who never stopped using the cell phone belt attachment.
Twitch: The blacklight poster of a psychedelic mushroom at Spencer Gifts.
Tumblr: the holdout anchor store in an otherwise closed mall. Most people have forgotten about it, but those who go always find gems that everyone else covets.
Hey students, here’s a pro tip: do not write an email to your prof while you’re seriously sick.
Signed, a person who somehow came up with “dear hello, I am sick and not sure if I’ll be alive to come tomorrow and I’m sorry, best slutantions, [name]”.
I mean, if someone wrote that to me, I’d probably believe they were sick.
“Slutantions” has me crying laughing
i once emailed my professor with a migraine. a mistake.
“I amsick will not to choir because i have a heache. i Hope its very and i am so sorry
love,
blue”
the subject line was “OW”
THE SUBJECT LINE IS THE BEST PART JSJFJSJDJS JUST IMAGINE GETTING AN EMAIL WITH NO CONTEXT OTHER THAN “OW”
As someone who has taught college, please send those emails because 1) We WILL believe that; no one would write that on purpose and 2) we need a laugh sometimes.
On the other side of this, once after getting taken to the ER by ambulance, I got an email from the professor whose class I’d passed out in, and the message had no text, just the subject line “you good?”
Reblogging for the last addition
Claritin makes me weird, but I have allergies so there’s about a month and a half block of time where I’m taking Claritin and am just weird most of the time.
Anyway, my last year of college, I got the flu or something in late March and was also taking Mucinex. I told my professor I couldn’t come to class one day by email except I couldnt think of what to say, so my medicated ass decided to make a Fry meme. I think it said something like “Not sure if I can go to class with a head the size of Texas, bottom text.” I didn’t think until the next day that it probably wasn’t socially-acceptable to tell your philosophy professor you weren’t coming to class via Tumblr style memes. When i got back to class, i found that she’d printed it out and taped it to the classroom bulletin board.
Oh shit you guys i turned on my WinXP laptop that I used to use back then.
IT WAS ON THE DESKTOP. THIS IS WHAT I SENT.
It’s even worse than i remember it
I laugh myself hoarse every time this post comes around, so here it is again.
The biggest asset to my historical internet ostriching isn’t that I get to see things like this for the first time.
Writing as a trans/nonbinary person is freeing.
Today I am rejecting word counts, paragraph structures, and the assigned evilness of the passive tense (it’s totes fine sometimes!)
I will, however, cling to the Oxford comma until death.
things i have seen/experienced working in a toy store:
• a customer asking me if boys like coloring
• a customer telling her daughter she can’t give out ice cream stickers for party favors because there will be boys there
• an older couple laughing about how there’s a pink toy sword because a boy would never play with a pink toy sword (because i guess boys can’t like pink and girls don’t play with toy swords. also it wasn’t even pink it was red lol)
• a customer refusing to buy a snail robot kit for his nephew because it was “too cute for a boy”
• a customer sharply reminding me she was buying a gift for a boy when i suggested play food
• a customer telling her daughter she needed to pick a different birthday card for her friend because the one she chose had a pink envelope (her friend was a boy)
• a customer asking what a boy would like for valentine’s day instead of the stuffed dogs she was getting for the girls
• a customer getting upset when my coworker used blue ribbon on a gift bag because the present was for a girl
• a customer saying a toy guitar was “too girly” for her grandson, based only on the fact that the box had a picture of a girl playing with it (the guitar was red with yellow music notes)
but yeah, trans people have some real weird ideas about gender
The determination that certain writing devices are out of vogue (I’m looking at you, adverbs) doesn’t need to apply to trans/nonbinary writing.
Trans/nonbinary writing has the benefit of not fitting old molds.
Grammar police, begone!
Spread the word, expeditiously.
The intensified label-policing that’s happening in the queer/trans/ community isn’t what Mother Coleman would have wanted. Or Mother Coldisleman. Cole of the Isle of Man.
I spent the weekend away from the internet and came back to some intense vibes. Is everyone ok??
If you need a reminder:
You are enough.
I see you and your gender even if you think no one else does.
Live bird feeders on YouTube are calming and 100% recommended.
You can still find free news written by non-wankers (start with Jessica Yellin’s free substack-I am in no way affiliated with her, I just think she is great).
If the recipe isn’t working, throw it out and do something else.
Beans really are terrific if you think about it.
Working in unpopular vocabulary words like ‘terrific’ is fun for all.
horses made me transgender
Story time to explain this
-there’s a horse where I work named Lucy who HATES men
-like “bite your face off” levels of hate
-enter me, who’s been having gender thoughts but not really realizing what that means
-I’d been avoiding Lucy because I quite like having my face not bitten off thank you
-Then one day I forget that she hates men and I go into her stall with her to clean out the poo
-She Doesent Hate me but I don’t think anything about it because I don’t remember that she’s sexist
-Someone walks by and comments on how she never lets any men in there
-“ha ha weird”
-internally I’m screaming “holy shit holy shit holy shit”
-thoughts that I’ve been having suddenly start to make sense
and that’s how I realized I was a girl
Assigned female at barn
assigned horse girl
Any trans/nonbinary folks with a parent/sibling/family member who has a personality disorder?
These days I honestly don’t know how to talk about my gender and personhood without also feeling the need to talk about what that person(s) put me through. (Not going to trauma dump on ya though)
I keep wondering:
What would the world feel like if it was safer to be me?
I’m here to get weird.
I want trans men to know that your maleness is just as beautiful as your transness. I want you to know that you define your own gender. I want you to know that you deserve all the appreciation in the world for having the courage to know who you are (even if you never share it with anyone else)
